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I’ve Never Met Melissa S.

Posted on November 6, 2009 by thebluehutch

Somewhere in Utah lives a young lady named Melissa. She reads the Blue Hutch. She’s my friend on Facebook. She is pretty hilarious. I have never met her.

We have quite a bit in common. In some ways we are very different. After tonight, I say she is an absolute doll. Why?? I got an email today telling me that someone would be arriving at my door at 5:15PM with dinner for our family. HOW COOL IS THAT??? She said just sign the slip and eat up

SERIOUSLY! How kind. How compassionate. How COOL IS THAT???

The delivery guy showed up at 5:15PM on the dot. I told Honey to be prepared – I WAS going to ask him about taking a photo. Here’s Honey and the nice delivery man looking equally awkward *wink*.
This was such a blessing. My mom left this afternoon and I was on my feet for too long today. Not having to cook was a good thing – I am so grateful. And as you can see, the food was yummy fare.

Thanks, Melissa. I can’t say it enough.

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My Right Foot

Posted on November 6, 2009 by thebluehutch

I had surgery on my foot Wednesday. I don’t think I said much about it; that’s because I was led to believe it was going to be no big deal.

I had a sesamoidectomy (Orthopedics Removal of a sesamoid bone). Remember when I didn’t have The Gout? Well, the first plan of action for my broken sesamoid was an orthotic and ugly tennis shoes. The bone didn’t heal in the time allotted and so we moved to the more “aggressive” option – surgery.

Now the doctor talked about this surgery in a very blase way. “You’ll walk out of there.” and “It’s just a little out patient surgery.” I left the office feeling like this was going to be some weird experience where they deadened my foot, took the bone out, stitched me up and I was out the door. Well, I was 2/3 right! They put me to sleep, took out the bone, stitched me up, and I was out the door. . . in a wheelchair. They gave me a nerve block that made me unable to feel my leg/foot from the calf down for 20 hours! Awful feeling.

In light of this experience, I have compiled a list of “Shouldas” for the next “little out patient surgery” I might have.

1. I shoulda read the information letter they sent me IN IT’s ENTIRETY as soon as I received it.

2. I shoulda asked more clarifying questions.

3. I shoulda gotten a pedicure.

4. I shoulda gone grocery shopping before surgery and maybe even made a few meals to have in the freezer.

5. I shoulda shaved my legs.

Learn from my mistakes, folks.

And tell me how to keep my toes warm in the frigid weather expected next week!

Now, I just fell asleep while typing this and erased everything. Thankfully I was able to retrieve the content before it became necessary to start all over again. Still, I am going to call it a night before something happens that I regret.